Yu Zhen could not help but be greatly shocked. He had originally thought he held the upper hand. Who could have known that Yang Chen would pull out one technique after another as if they cost nothing? Who could possibly withstand that?
By comparison, he was not nearly as relaxed. It looked as though he and Yang Chen were evenly matched, but only he knew that continuously switching Dharma Bodies consumed his vital energy at the fastest rate.
Simply put, fighting a war of attrition with Yang Chen was not a wise choice at all.
He had only three Dharma Bodies. How long could he keep switching those three back and forth?
That was precisely what had thrown him into a panic.
Because he did not want to fight a prolonged battle with Yang Chen, yet Yang Chen had clearly made up his mind to do exactly that.
Could it be that he, a dignified Body Integration Realm cultivator, was going to be slain here by Yang Chen?
In his panic, he no longer had time to consider so much. Yang Chen's techniques had already come at him, and he could only brace himself and deploy his Dharma Body to contend against them.
Yang Chen, meanwhile, unleashed technique after technique, just as he had when first dealing with Yu Zhen—complex and innumerable.
For a short time, Yu Zhen found it no great difficulty to switch his Dharma Bodies back and forth and defend himself.
But Yang Chen was in no hurry at all. He had been waiting all along. Every one of his attacks was incomparably sharp, all for the sake of seizing an opportunity.
Sooner or later, Yu Zhen's Dharma Body transformations would reveal a flaw.
Because each of Yu Zhen's Dharma Bodies possessed its own strengths and weaknesses.